Conversations with Baby Evil

[Intro]
Man, y'all niggas just can't keep this shit real, nigga (Don't play wit' him)
Yeah, on gang, yeah
We Beasts of the East, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
Yeah, on five, nigga
Yeah, gang, yeah

[Verse 1]
Face shot, nigga, won't shoot in the leg (Face shot, face shot)
In the city, hit up Said (Bitch, yuh, on gang)
He try to rob, we gon' pop at his head (Better not try to rob, nigga, gang)
And I call Smoke, I bet her remember what I said (Call Smoke, bitch)
This broke ass nigga got his first B' Roll, can't spread (Man, broke ass nigga, yeah)
Nigga, took yo' stain, took you' pole, nigga, give me my cred' (Nigga, took yo' stain, nigga)
Dekalb pull up to the scene and the fuck nigga fled (Dekalb pull up)
We gon' hit yo' brother with the shank (Hit 'em with the shank)
We just take his off, give a fuck what he think
And I call KB, give a fuck 'bout his rank (Call KB)

[Verse 2]
Young nigga, they keep asking me what my gun me (Where yo' gun be? Nigga, on God)
Got my stain up in the hood, nigga, just being me (Got my stain up, nigga)
We ain't comin' to yo' show unless you pay that fee (Comin' to yo' show, bitch)
We got Draco, nigga, rip the wood right off a tree, gang (Draco, nigga)

[Chorus]
And that nigga in yo' set, man, he coppin' a plea (Man, he coppin' that plea, yeah)
Pop a nigga, we gon' take twelve to Tennessee, yeah, bitch (We gon' take they ass off, boy, yeah)
I got some niggas that's gon' hold they own (On God)
That boy a Rat, man, I can not condone (He a Rat)
Big five, nigga, just like Al Capone, yeah, bitch (Gang, yeah, five)

[Verse 3]
Call yo' homie, nigga say he banging, "Stone", gang (Call yo' fuckin' homie, dude)
Fox 5, nigga, only time I'm being known (Fox 5, nigga)
Stay away and stack yo' chips, nigga (On gang)
And he talkin' too crazy, pop 'em in his lip, nigga (Pop 'em in his lip)
Yo' big homie was locked up, he got dipped nigga (On gang)
And that Kel-TEC, that bih' gon shoot of the rip, nigga (Kel-TEC, bitch)

[Chorus]
And that nigga in yo' set, man, he coppin' a plea (Man, he coppin' that plea, yeah)
Pop a nigga, we gon' take twelve to Tennessee, yeah, bitch (We gon' take they ass off, boy, yeah)
I got some niggas that's gon' hold they own (On God)
That boy a Rat, man, I can not condone (He a Rat)
Big five, nigga, just like Al Capone, yeah, bitch (Gang, yeah, five)